? We hadn't waited long to get busy. Candy folded back her skirt and grabbed my hair.? She wasn't forcing medown on her, just enjoying the control, se...nding me little signals whenshe liked something, or wanted me to go faster. The ticking of a clock somewhere was the only real noise besides Candy'sbreathing and the sounds I made sucking her off. "Pete would probably beat the crap out of me, and then dryfuck you forkicks," she said.? It startled me, because it had been a good fiveminutes since. ?On your feet, slave!?As a testament to his training and motivation, he did try to ease himself up.?Faster!? She whacked his balls with a bright yellow cattle prod and pressed the button. He writhed in pain onto his side, but she rammed the live cattle prod back into his balls. He did what any human would do, he pushed the cattle prod away.?Hands off the cattle prod. Hands on your head, on your feet, slave!?Even as he got onto his knees, she could have used that strength and aggression to help. He liked the taste of her. Alex had her hands all over his face, while his hands were all over her body, making a wrinkled mess out of his shirt. That one kiss felt like the creation of the world to them. ‘God, Anthony’, she sighed, breathless. Anthony knew there was no turning back now. He had to possess this woman. He reached down and ripped the shirt off of her. He tore at the cloth as if it were is worst enemy. Only shredded remains were left by the time he was done. Alex didn’t mind it. Yet, no one was ever turned away hungry, even if they were only given water, some bread, and some fruit, an apple, banana, and/or orange. There was only so much physical room without violating the fire code. Many of those who were turned away slept in the alley behind the shelter or under the backdoor arch beneath the protection of the church next door. The roof of the building jutted out to protect those who squatted beneath it against the pouring rain and with plenty of cardboard handy and a.